They say he’s dirty, dark and dangerous.
And they’re right.
He’s everything they say he is, and more.
So much more.
Alexander Henley has no idea I exist. No idea whatsoever how much I want him.
But that’s all about to change.
Because if there’s one thing I know about the puppet master, it’s that he pays well to pull women’s strings.
And I’m going to be his next purchase.